Rough Draft, The 5th.  

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And now, having left the prison, now I think of my slight freedom
Given to me by relentless parents who shut me out like bad humour
An awful reminder of strangled feelings and searing embarrassments 
I land here.  Such a silly space.  I  blush, breathe, teary
Sifting through the swift reminders that made me want to speak, to be.

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4 comments

Your writing is magnificent. I have to catch up with you...I don't want to miss anything.

I wrote a post recently about a topic you have written about...self injury. I would be so honored if you could come to read and comment on my post. I am hopeful it is helpful to anyone who needs it. Your insights would be so appreciated.

http://www.healthcentral.com/depression/c/84292/54363/deliberate-harm

Tuesday, January 06, 2009

Thank you so much for your kind words. I will come and see you ASAP. Did you see the piece on it at PsychCentral yesterday?

Tuesday, January 06, 2009

Interesting... I just self-diagnosed myself with Hypomania, but now my condition seems so minor after reading this blog.

Wednesday, January 07, 2009

BROKE~

Any diagnoses is incredibly hard. I never would say mine is worse than some one else's. We all have personal tragedies and triumphs.

Hope you get some help with your health.

Wednesday, January 07, 2009

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